Can`t Get Enough Of It Lyrics

Can`t Get Enough Of It

featuring General G

[Havoc]
QBC
About to take over your
area!
YO

Left to right protect the life guard my castle
When goin
at you take it to the gats if I have to
It's the hassle jealous thugs I
suppose squeeze
turn that ass to Swiss cheese leave permanent holes
And
to them hoes you know how it go no dough
Cause they subject to wakin with
cash and go crazy
Yeah they bangin baby Havoc representin for them
niggaz
that don't trick, ladyless, just associates
Appropriate, no doubt,
but bust it
I love this rap shit got me fillin mad clips perhaps it's
them
fake rappers, but they damn good actors
From population, through the math I
subtract them
You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor
You niggaz ain't
worth the punch, back snatch ya
Pitbull attack ya, and half snap ya
Kodak
moments I capture, like an escaped
convict, Pearl Harbor, bomb shit
Handle
B-I, on some calm shit

[General G]
I can't get enough of it, the rough
shit, grenade lyrics
My appearance is thug, rap slug ritual
For every
dollar gotta nigga's blood chiseled, the slug sizzle
Pistol-whip tight,
night monopoly
Four 380's in the prophecy, the bigger I got
Handle B-I,
smoke a C-I, snuff a C-O
Can't You See, I'm the Total, vocals is low
blow
Barely soldierable reinformed the man from Nahwan (Nahwan!)
Toe to
toe complex the next expert, who's in control?
Episode, ya can't control
your fascination
Hell is the name, two guns that look the same
Frame of
thought change, first we live then we abort
Cloth Polo Sport, catch a nigga
on his sports
Talk back I'll leave ya jacked, rap format, I'm
hostile
Wild out for snakeness equals foul
General G, blowin Dutches in
the train

Chorus: Mobb Deep

Yo the NYC, M-O-B-B thug shit (and
that's my shit!)
I can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it, or don't
fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent
When my cats
attack you got your knot split, aiyyo

I can't get enough of it
Either
fuck with it, or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily
bent
When my cats attack you got your knot split
We out to win and that's
it!
We out to win it like this!

[Prodigy]
It's like this kid,
aiyyo
We shut it down like the news and blast like fresh tecs
out the
box, we outbox, get suplexed
Take notes nigga, best check the index
Look
over anything that you might've missed
You overlooked the part with some
unified terrorists
Pirates, straight off the ship, and mad
starvin
Anchored to land and now we runnin wild poundin
on imbecile
niggaz who ain't got they feet grounded
Precise, astonishin shots split ya
skin's top
We sent pops, catch you from two blocks
Don't run up on you
chargin, with hot shit, he felt it, alarmin
Shockin, surprisin shit, left
you crawlin
Dangerous, umm, and ready to rock
This man's hot, your flesh
start to boilin hot
Rhymes solid like a lead pipe, that bleeds your
knot
Knot headed niggaz get knocked out a lot
Kick down your chain-locked
door, we raise spot
My clique got a deadbolt lock, you rather not
Duke
Stormin through the crowd, hard to see, comin through
(Watch out,
watch out, watch out, comin through comin through kid)
Spill my over-proof
is drippin from my temple
Lay on the wall and watch all y'all
You can't
injure a ninja who crept and took fall
Surrounded by crime cats, time for
tap jaws
Leave red stains on clothes, carpets and floors
Word
up

[Havoc]
Aiyyo we bang like the Tunnel and jam like broke
gats
One hundred and oh, nigga go check the stats
QB, yeah that name hold
weight and ring bells
All you niggaz Shook and It Ain't Hard To Tell
Major
clientele, the Infamous cartel
Catch a buck fifty, them stars we scar
well
Hard luck, got gassed up and starstruck
Then got stuck in one
stroke, the Mobb clutch
Laid up, sippin all types of shit, get ya chick
bent
Talk the bitch to death til there's no info left
Homicidal clepto,
like the lye leaf I'm petrol
Regulate the Metropolitan, niggaz gettin bodied
in
in the lobby-in, lock the door it ain't safe, kid
Take it how you take
it, grab a hold and embrace it

Chorus: Mobb Deep

Yo the NYC,
M-O-B-B thug shit (and that's my shit!)
I can't get enough of it
Either
fuck with it, or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of the crowd
crazily bent
When my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo

I
can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it, or don't fuck with it
Catch
us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack you got your
knot split
We out to win and that's it!
We out to win it like
this!

*crowd noise to end*

That's my shit! Yo